The Ex-Wife's Burning Elegance

Chapter 404

Haynes's eyes were dark and unreadable. “No need. Just find out where Star is. I'll handle the negotiations myself."

Benson stiffened in surprise. "Yes, sir. I'll get right on it."

...

Inside the studio, Stella was playing her latest composition, fingers gliding effortlessly over the piano keys. She planned to open her next show with this very piece.

The music flowed through the room like a fresh spring, clear and moving, tugging gently at the heart. Stella stood by the window, her graceful silhouette framed by the glass-a living portrait of elegance and poise.

Soft sunlight spilled through gauzy curtains, bathing her in a gentle golden glow. For a moment, it seemed as if the light itself had chosen her as its canvas.

As the last notes faded, a round of applause broke the silence from the doorway.

Clap. Clap. Clap.

to see Foreman

when did you get

playing. He

location wasn't a secret —she'd eventually need to host business meetings-so she'd agreed. Still, she hadn't

was low and steady. "It was

later. Could you greet

course.

The space had originally been leased by Antoney before their divorce, back

feet, spread across three floors. The studio had

matter. Her savings couldn't come close to covering such a massive studio, so she owed the difference for now, hoping to pay it back little by

floor first, then took him through the other two. When the tour wrapped up,

watching her with a quiet intensity. His normally gentle eyes sparkled with something fierce, like embers caught in a breeze. Stella didn't notice-she'd already stepped back into

résumés. "Star, these candidates look promising. Take a

with just her and Antoney. Antoney had his Own music team, but Stella was starting from scratch. Aside from Abby, her manager, she still needed musicians

accompanists for certain pieces.